As I opened my front door
I can't help, but to look down at the floor
I was able to look outside
There were many clouds in the sky
My flag can't help but fly
I waved my hand through the air
All of my thoughts were very clear
I walked down my street
There were no shoes on my feet
It just began to rain
I'm going through a lot of pain
I saw the writing on the wall
There are times, when I fall
I was able to read, the good book
Where else should I look
People keep looking at me
What do you think, that they see
Is this something, that I can bare
Or is this just my fear